Friday, April 15, 2011

In a town with so many bad ideas and foolish people, it's impossible not to hear people saying ridiculous things. That's why I started "Overheard in Hollywood." If you've eavesdropped on inanity that you'd like share, send it along to tempx@tempdiaries.com or submit it via the the submission box in the left column. Of course, everything is confidential, anonymous and I promise not to tell anyone.

And with that, here are the exciting ramblings from around town.

INT. COFFEE SHOP
A famous film producer enters angry and irritated. It's the day after the Oscars.

BARISTA

What's wrong?

PRODUCER

My movie didn't win anything.

BARISTA

Well it wasn't nominated for anything.

PRODUCER

(sighing)

Yeah...

Or if that doesn't do it for you, how about this exchange between an assistant and a network executive...

INT. BASIC CABLE NETWORK

An assistant is asked to review a pilot presentation and give overall impressions on it and its suitability for the network.

Temps are the lowest life form in Hollywood. They are lower than assistants. Lower than those in the mail room. Lower than everyone. Why? Because they are completely disposable. You don't like the temp. Get a new one. (Oh and we don't get health insurance, paid vacation, 401k, etc.) I am one of those barnacles on the hull of the good ship "Hollywood." These are my stories.